Next to the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room, Fred, George and Lee Jordan were resting together to keep warm and pass the time. They chatted about boring trivial matters.
George pressed his body on the armchair, flipped through the recent issue of the Daily Prophet, and found Rita Skeeter's report. After reading it carefully, he said to Fred and Lee Jordan, who were playing cards next to him: "I
Recently, I suddenly fell in love with that woman Rita Skeeter."
"Don't really fall in love with her." Fred joked with a smile, "That woman is almost old enough to be your mother."
"I mean the article."
George continued to flip through the newspaper with his head down, reading the latest front-page news. He felt that the amount of information in it seemed a bit large. Although Sirius had released a lot of blockbuster news a while ago, the latest issue of "Defense Guide" had not been released yet.
, we can only wait and see what big news the Daily Prophet will report, and also look for news about Ludo Bagman’s misfortune.
Ludo Bagman took away almost all the galleons in their pockets. Without Albert, their dream would have ended before it even started.
Fred and George have never forgotten this feud.
"That woman's articles are still so sharp, it would be bad luck to be targeted by him."
Lee Jordan has also read Rita Skeeter's articles published in the Daily Prophet in recent days, and has to admit that there is a certain reason for the popularity of the other party's reports, even though most of them are nonsense.
.
However, everyone likes these gossips.
"Sirius is really brave. He would have been in big trouble the last time he did that." George continued to flip through the newspaper, looking for more news about Bagman.
Ever since that woman Rita Skeeter exposed Ludo Bagman's scandal with astonishing efficiency, the former Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic was suddenly discredited.
There was no way around it, there were many wizards betting on Bagman during the World Cup. Whether they were losing money or winning money, they were scolding him.
Amidst the angry scoldings of countless people, Bagman left the Ministry of Magic in despair and lived a life of avoiding debts.
Harry, who was playing wizard chess with Ron next to him, heard the three of them chatting about Sirius. He looked up and asked, "What trouble will Sirius cause?"
"I don't know, but Fudge is not a pot-bellied person," said George.
"I met Fudge last time at the Leaky Cauldron, and I thought he was pretty good." Harry didn't have much contact with Fudge, and the impression he had on him wasn't too bad.
"If I were you, I wouldn't believe politicians: those people only care about their own status and power. They are the dirtiest guys in the world. Even the toilet is cleaner than them." George closed the newspaper and said to Harry.
, "This is what Abbott said. Don't believe in the integrity of politicians, because they have no integrity."
"I think it might be more appropriate to use smelly socks." Fred threw away the wizard card in his hand and complained, "The toilets in some places are still very clean."
Harry and Ron both frowned. They never expected that Albert would hate Fudge so much. Even Fred, George and Lee Jordan had no respect for the Minister of Magic.
"I dare say that Mr. Minister definitely doesn't like certain truths to be known by people. This will damage his reputation and be detrimental to the next election of the Minister of Magic." Lee Jordan smiled and shrugged and explained, "Especially when people
Knowing that Fudge accidentally caused Peter Pettigrew to escape from Azkaban, his situation will become even worse, and now he probably has the idea of killing Sirius."
Harry opened his mouth in surprise, not knowing what to say.
He also knew that Fred, George and Lee Jordan always liked to talk about Albert and admired him very much, but he had to admit that Albert was right most of the time. It felt like
People want to believe Dumbledore.
When Harry Potter had such thoughts in his mind, he felt very ridiculous. At no time had Albert reached the level of Dumbledore.
Well, although Harry doesn't want to admit it, it seems... Albert is indeed very powerful. If he is as old as Dumbledore, he may become the next Dumbledore. Even Harry has to admit this.
point.
"What should we do now about the Triwizard Tournament? The Ministry of Magic has sent us to organize it. The officials who managed the Triwizard Tournament are all gone. Will the tournament continue to be held?" Ron changed the topic. He always felt that Fred was almost there.
People are quite enthusiastic every time they discuss Albert, which sounds a bit like what Percy said during the summer vacation:
Having Percy in the family was enough for him, but Ron didn't want to see Fred and George become like this.
"It should continue. Albert said that the warriors have signed a contract with the Goblet of Fire and cannot give up under any circumstances, otherwise they will not be able to bear the price of breach of contract." Fred said without thinking, "I dare say Albert has guessed it.
This is the case, so he doesn’t care too much about the outcome of this game.”
"It's really a troubled game. Maybe this is the last one." Lee Jordan began to clear away the wizard cards on the table.
"By the way, when do you plan to officially sell the wizard cards?" Ron reached out and picked up an exquisite wizard card. After several years of accumulation, the wizard cards have become more and more sophisticated.
"next semester."
"At that time, we will place advertisements, open an owl mail order service, and sell the products to Hogwarts students to make final preparations for opening a store after graduation."
"Does Anderson really plan to help you open a store, like Zuko's Joke Shop?" Ron's face was full of envy. He also wanted such a good friend, "But besides canary biscuits, you have prepared
How many new products?”
“You won’t be disappointed, there’s a lot of interesting stuff.”
"Including wizard cards?" Harry asked curiously, "How much do you plan to sell this thing for?"
"There are two cards in a pack, and there will be five wizard cards in it." Lee Jordan introduced, "The wizard card deck is one galleons."
"It's so expensive, it's just like a profiteer." Ron looked at the three people in front of him with strange eyes.
"Is it expensive? No, you only need to spend one Galleons to buy the card set, and you can play." Lee Jordan looked at Ron with a poor look and said, "You don't have to buy supplementary card packs, and you only need to buy them.
If you join the Wizard Card Club and are willing to participate in competitions, we will give away some free card packs every year. To be honest, the cheapest Wizard Cards have more than one galleon."
Ron opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but then he heard Lee Jordan continue, "If you don't think this thing is expensive, then you definitely can't buy those things invented by Fred, George and Albert.
Come on, they need two Sickles for any candy."
"Are you crazy about money?" Ron looked at the Weasley twins in disbelief, "A candy actually costs two kilos?"
"There is a reason why we dare to sell it so expensively." Fred and George looked at each other, put their hands on Ron's shoulders, and said with a smile, "If you want to get sick, our skipping candy can make you sick."
Get sick immediately."
"You only want to be sick if you have a sick mind." Ron broke away from the twins angrily.
"No, there are always times when someone feels sick." Fred shrugged, "After eating the truant candy, we can guarantee that even experienced professors will feel that you urgently need to go to the campus hospital. As long as you leave the classroom
, you can take the other half of the antidote and return to normal quickly. Then, you can spend the rest of the time as you wish."
Looking at Ron who was stunned, Fred and George patted his shoulders with satisfaction and said, "We have tested it ourselves. It is safe, fast and harmless."
"Sounds like good stuff indeed." Harry muttered, "Give me some of the skipping candies."
If such a good thing had existed back then, Harry would have definitely been sick and hospitalized every time he took Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
"We are not ready to sell it to the outside world yet, so you may have to wait until next semester." Fred explained helplessly, "Of course, if you want to book in advance, you can pay first and be the first customer to book in advance.
We can give you a 20% discount, but no one else can enjoy such a discount."
"What inventions do they have, why don't you give me a copy of each one!" Harry was very interested in the inventions of both twins.
"Wow, are you sure Harry?"
Fred, George and Lee Jordan all showed exaggerated expressions and reminded, "This will cost several hundred galleons."
"A few hundred galleons, why is it so expensive? Are you robbing it?"
Harry and Ron were also shocked by the high price.
"Of course it's expensive. A few hundred galleons is still cheap. If you want to customize it, it will be more expensive." George got a magazine from nowhere and handed it to Harry.
"What is this?" Harry asked as he took the magazine.
"Our catalog." George explained proudly.
"Is it all in there?"
Harry and Ron looked at each other, this was too many.
"They are all, but some things need to be customized by Albert alone, which are expensive." Fred turned the magazine to the protective equipment column.
"There are several types of fireworks in this magazine. The cheapest one costs two cents, and the most expensive one costs twenty galleons for a deluxe explosion. There are also special customized versions, the price is negotiable." Li·
Jordan said to Ron, "So, the Wizard card is really not expensive, it can even be said to be quite cheap."
"You actually sell invisibility cloaks?" Harry asked in surprise when he found that there were invisibility cloaks for sale on the store.
"Well, that's right." Fred explained, "Actually, it's just a traveling cloak cast with a disillusionment spell or blindfold. It can be invisible at first, but it will gradually lose its invisibility effect over time, so it doesn't count.
It’s easy to use, but it’s definitely more than enough to fool Filch.”
"But why is there such a big price gap?" Ron discovered that the cheapest invisibility cloak costs fifteen galleons, and the most expensive one actually costs three hundred galleons, which is a full twenty times the price."
"The quality is different. The three-hundred-dollar one is still a very delicate cloak even if it loses its magic power. The material is silk. It is a special custom model. You need to make an appointment with Albert to customize it." Fred shrugged and said, "
Of course, the invisibility effect lasts longer."
"I found out that Anderson is the profiteer!"
Ron looked through the entire product catalog magazine. The most expensive among them was the customized product, which also required a temporary appointment and a deposit of one hundred galleons. Moreover, the cheapest customized product cost one hundred galleons, and the most expensive one required
Five thousand. It is said that it is a complete set of protective equipment made of dragon skin, which can completely resist ordinary curses and can also greatly weaken the power of black magic.
"How can you say that?"
The three people looked at each other and said in unison, "Albert is always a profiteer."
Just then, Hermione walked into the common room panting.
"What's the matter, Hermione?" Ron asked doubtfully.
"Do you know where Albert is?" Hermione asked urgently.
"I don't know, maybe I went to find Hagrid." Fred asked doubtfully, "You have something to do with him?"
"Something bad happened." Hermione grabbed Harry's arm, pulled him up from his seat, and said quickly: "Harry, come with me."
"What happened?" Harry asked confused.
"Please, you come with me first, I'll talk to you on the way." Hermione pulled Harry and walked out of the corridor. Ron got up and followed, leaving the three of them looking at each other.
"What's going on, Hermione?"
After Harry followed Hermione out of the common room, he looked at Hermione who was a little nervous and impatient in confusion.